Bettynuggs: I would never do that to Bo. It would be a terrible way to die by an author's hand (especially in the first chapter). I'm debating on whether or not to make Kenzi "Lauren Friendly" or not... I feel like doing that would remove an important part of the "Kenzi Humor" as I call it. I agree on the comment about the show, way too long of a time to wait.

DV8ByDesign: I have to agree with you on "The Talk". If they skip over it, I will be very upset. I'm not a big Dyson fan but I plan on being as fair as I can towards him in my fic. I actually intend for my story to play out like a real episode would and with the current timeline, this is basically my "Episode 9".

msredux: I'll try not to disappoint you.

Kay8abc: I'm happy you think so. Here is your next chapter. *Hands over a green gift-wrapped package with a red ribbon* ^^ Enjoy.

Title: Blind Faith (2/?)

Author: FallenAngel-ShatteredWings

Fandom: Lost Girl

Pairing: Bo/Lauren

Rating: R-ish

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. I am merely borrowing them for my own amusement. The plot, however, comes directly from the depths of the abyss called my mind.

Summary: Lauren shows up, but is she helping the situation or is she only making it worse?

Author's Note: I hope to update by Wednesday at the earliest… Tuesday if you're lucky ;). For those of you that don't know, italics are present tense thoughts and emphasized words are bold. I also want to know how you all feel about the fact that it's in first person, so feel free to leave me some feedback on that. Please and thank you.

When I awoke, I was met with the familiar surroundings of my room back at the "Crack-shack", as Kenzi so eloquently put it, as well as the tenderness and lethargy that I wished I wasn't as well acquainted with. I unsteadily sat up in bed. That one movement took so much effort that I was panting and clutching at my side when I was fully upright. Yeah, not liking the pain so much.

My blood red sheets pooled around my waist, revealing the fact that I was naked as the day I was born. The only things covering me were the white cotton bandages that did absolutely nothing to preserve my modesty; not that I really cared too much at the moment.

I winced as I shifted my legs over the side of the bed and my bare feet met the cold ground. I started to rise but my wounded leg gave out and I fell forward. My hands instinctively went out to break my fall but the stitches in my arm tore on impact and I landed with a loud thud on the smooth wood. So much for being graceful. If only Kenzi could see me now.

My ears were ringing and my head was pounding as if a stampede of deranged elephants were crashing around in there. My breath quickened and a sheen of sweat coated my body as my core temperature rose. I winced at the feeling of fire burning through me from the inside out and my back arched before my whole body seized and curled into a fetal position. I closed my eyes tightly as a silent scream fell from my lips.

What felt like an eternity later, I felt the ice cold touch of someone's hand on my slick back. It momentarily soothed the searing ache in my rigid limbs and I opened my eyes to see Lauren kneeling on the floor in front of me.

Her usual calm demeanor faltered for a split second before she uttered a silent command to Kenzi who was standing wide-eyed in the doorway of my room. Kenzi nodded and hurriedly ran back downstairs to carry out whatever task she had been given.

I looked up into Laurens face and saw her lips moving with no sound coming out as her free hand moved to press against my forehead. I leaned into the gentle touch and I caught a trace of her scent in the air. That's when I became fully aware of the gnawing hunger that had been eating at me for the past three days since I last saw her.

The last time I fed was that night that I spent with her body wrapped up in mine. The very night when my whole world came crashing down around me as I realized that all we were or could have been was a lie. Unshed tears sprang to my eyes as I remembered that bittersweet night.

Physical pain and conscious thought long forgotten. My hands swiftly moved to seize the lapels of her ever-present lab coat and I rolled on top of her, bring her alluring lips to mine. I relished in the unforgettable feeling of just kissing her before my baser instincts took over and my eyes took on an eerie blue glow.

Feeding off of Dyson and other Fae may feel like the 4th of July but kissing Lauren was like a cosmic explosion. It had me trying to remove as much of her clothing as I could. Lauren was like no other human that I had ever been with. Her skin was like ice melting into my burning touch.

It's too bad that she had to be the one to betray me.

That thought that passed unbidden through my mind caused the reality of the situation to hit me. I tried with all my self-control to stop feeding but willpower alone apparently wasn't enough to clear the haze that I had fallen into. I knew that if I didn't stop now, I would surely kill her, but I had no control over my actions; it was as if someone else was inside my head pulling my strings like a puppet. Not unlike Vex, but this was different somehow.

The one thing that was able to distract me long enough for me to stop was the feeling of someone hitting me in the back with a blunt object. I whipped around to see Kenzi backing away from me clutching an aluminum bat tightly in her shaking hands.

I got to my feet and started to walk on my now healed leg towards her. She gave me a panicked look when her back hit the wall behind her and she realized I had her cornered. She hurriedly glanced around for an escape but to no avail. When I was only a foot away from her she tried to swing at me from the side but I caught the bat mid-swing and twisted it out of her hand.

My invisible puppeteer was about to make me swing at Kenzi's head, but a firm hand wrapped around my wrist and twisted my arm behind my back and I dropped the bat. Then I felt something prick me in the shoulder. Seconds later my legs felt shaky and I sagged against the recognizably feminine body behind me.

My dead weight caused us both to fall over, me on top of her with my hands on either side of her head. The haze clouding my mind cleared and I became aware of the blood pouring down my arm and the ache in my back. Damn can Kenzi hit hard. My body temperature returned to normal with my hearing as it slowly came back allowing Lauren's voice to meet my ears.

"-more than a little awkward." I didn't need to hear the beginning of that sentence to know what she meant. I could see her aura flaring around her below me, and it did nothing to help with my regained self-control. I stiffly rolled off of her and offered her my good hand, which she took appreciatively.

"I feel ya their Doc." I turned my head away from Lauren to look at Kenzi who was cautiously approaching us, "Hearing Bo go at it with someone, and seeing Bo go at it with someone are two very different things. I am going to need so much therapy after this, and Bo, would it kill you to put some clothes on?" I gave a low laugh and was about to return her snarky comment, but winced when my side burned as I sat on the edge of my bed.

"Not until I reassess her damage level." Came Lauren's reply, "She may have fed but it doesn't look like it helped too much and I need to find out why." Despite having me feed off her, she looked just as composed and guarded as ever. I knew not to trust her external appearance thought the brightness of her aura was no lie to how much my touch affected her.

"You could use some clothes yourself Doc." Lauren gave Kenzi a confused look before glancing down at her attire. She then swiftly moved to hold the two pieces of her button down shirt closed to cover her exposed chest. "How someone could walk around like that and not know is a mystery to me." She muttered to herself. "Anyway," Kenzi continued awkwardly, "as much as I would love to stay and relish in the tension filled examination, I think I'll wait downstairs and try to burn the image of you on top of the Doc out of my mind before I continue ridding the world of Robot-Hookers. And Bo, I expect an update later." I gave her a nod of thanks for allowing me some privacy before she turned and walked out the door.

I wasn't sure what Lauren and me being left alone together would lead to but I sure as hell didn't need Kenzi's bias attitude towards Lauren affecting my judgment. Not to mention my bias emotions, but there's nothing I can do about those, really.

I rewrote this chapter at least 3 times and I didn't really like any of them but I promised an update and this one seemed to be the most effective in leading this story where I want it to go.

Also, the other two had Dyson being the hero who saved Kenzi but I changed my mind and found that he would be put to better use later in chapter 3 or 4.